In my role with the LPGA, I spend many hours on planes. This story began innocently with a woman name Susan seated next to me on a flight noting the LPGA logo on my jacket. Susan commented, “I tried golf, but I wasn’t good enough to actually play.”
Me, of course being curious, asked her, “Many golfers who play the game aren’t very good, in fact, only about 8% of all golfers ever break 100. Why did you think you weren’t good enough to play?”
She laughed and said, “I was so bad at golf that I never actually made it past my first lesson.”
She must have seen the look on my face, so she proceeded to share her story with me.
Her boyfriend at the time was a good golfer and gifted her a series of lessons with the pro who helped him with his game. For the purposes of this story, we’ll refer to him as “Mr. Pro.”
So, Susan’s boyfriend schedules the lesson for her, and this was her experience:
First up, a Dress Code Violation
Susan arrives at the golf course in what she thought was appropriate golf attire. Like some new golfers, she assumed athletic wear was appropriate. But, when she arrived at the pro shop, she is told by the female attendant that her running shorts were too short. However, since she was only going to the range, they would (somewhat reluctantly) let her go to the range for her lesson in her “too short” shorts.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable, and now out of place, Susan heads outside to meet with Mr. Pro for her lesson.
Wandering the Range
While the attendant was quick to tell Susan about her shorts, she didn’t provide any direction for where she should go for her lesson. Susan leaves the pro shop and heads toward the driving range to look for Mr. Pro. After scanning the range for a few minutes, she goes over to a middle-aged man who looked like he could be Mr. Pro. The man chuckled and said, “I wish I was Mr. Pro, he is the tall thin man at the end of the range hitting balls.”
Thankful for the guidance, Susan heads over to Mr. Pro and introduces herself. Mr. Pro quickly greets Susan before he asks, “You don’t have clubs with you?” Susan explains that her boyfriend didn’t tell her she needed clubs. She’d never played golf before and wasn’t sure where to get clubs from. Mr. Pro replies, “No worries, you can just use my clubs.”
Now, as a teaching professional, this is the part of the story where my discomfort level goes from a five to a ten. I can only assume that Mr. Pro’s golf clubs have heavy steel shafts given his height and playing ability, which, for a woman learning the game for the very first time, are totally inappropriate.
Imagine being asked to run a mile in sneakers that are three sizes too big for you. You may get lucky and finish the race, but you’d certainly be uncomfortable, a little bruised, and not in for much fun along the way. The same sentiment is true for golf equipment.
EVERY golf course and instructor should have access to women’s right- and left-handed golf clubs and should offer them in the pro shop as an option to women without clubs of their own…but I digress.
Now, onto the Lesson
Mr. Pro starts the golf lesson by telling Susan that her goal by the end of their session is to learn how to hit a 7-iron up in the air approximately 100 yards. Susan had the 100-yard sign in her sights, so she starts off with an, “I can do this” attitude. After all, she was an accomplished collegiate softball player, and the 100-yard marker didn’t seem that far away.
Susan takes the 7-iron that Mr. Pro gives her and waits for instruction. Mr. Pro tells her to swing the club to loosen up. Susan gives him a bit of a blank stare before taking her familiar softball grip and swings the club, mirroring the other golfers on the range she had seen earlier. After watching her for a few seconds, Mr. Pro comments, “Your boyfriend never told me that you weren’t athletic.”
Now, completely embarrassed, Susan feels her face starting to turn red. She’s frustrated but continues on with the lesson. It was a gift she wanted to take advantage of, and she was motivated to learn so she could get comfortable enough to play with her boyfriend.
Mr. Pro watches on as she struggles to make contact—whiffing and topping the ball. He gives her a few “tips” here and there, but there are so many terms that confused her (a club face, pivot, and wrist cock are all words that were a mystery to her), and she didn’t want to ask him to explain for fear of being thought of as stupid.
Susan’s lesson eventually ends.
She never did get the ball up in the air, even though she did her best to keep her head down and brush the grass with each swing.
Susan shared that since she couldn’t accomplish the goal of her very first lesson that she gave the remaining two lessons to her boyfriend. Her assumption was that the goal that was set for her was what every “golfer” should be able to do before moving on to the next lesson, which is a sad takeaway for a first-time golfer.
I, of course, encouraged Susan to give it another try and explained that her first experience didn’t mean she wasn’t good at golf. I could tell, though, that Susan was going to be a tough sell to give it another try. I gave her the contact information of a fellow LPGA Teaching Professional in her area that I knew personally. She was a wonderful instructor who I’d hoped could give Susan a few lessons and help change her mind about golf.
Susan never made that call for lessons.
While I’d like to think Susan’s story is a rare experience for women trying to enter the game for the first time, my years of experience in the golf industry tell me otherwise. I am, though, proud of the strides many courses and golf professionals are making to embrace a more welcoming culture for new golfers through programs like LPGA Golf 101, Get Golf Ready, Women’s Golf Day, and the #inviteHER initiative.
Beyond the work that’s happening in the golf industry, you too can make a difference. If you just so happen to meet another woman with a story similar to Susan’s (or have a similar experience yourself), encourage her to try again, and point her in the direction of a course and teaching professional who’s ready to welcome her in. There are also leagues and communities of women who learn and play side-by-side, like the chapters LPGA Amateur Golf Association, Women on Course, and more.
They’re out there, I promise!
A great story. How sad that “Mr.Pro” ruined the game of golf for her. I retired and found lessons from a pro at our local Senior Center. He was a wonderful man, very patient. I learned to play golf through him. I enjoy it very much. It’s great being outside and in nature
I hear that all the Time. Especially from wife’s of my members. It drives me crazy!!
I hear this a lot from the women I play with. First, they had their boyfriends try to teach them the game of golf. This is the first mistake. You need to get round other women to learn the game of golf and how fun it can be.
Consider, also the experiences of girls being taught the game. We lose future female golfers much earlier in their lives than we expect. A good bit of taunting and mockery from fellow students and the male instructor one summrr drove my daughter away from a sport that her parents love and excel at. I could never get her back into golf after that experience. I now have a grandson who will also not be a golfer. Sins of the fathers….
I am not surprised with this story. I have worked with a lot of beginner golfers and most, if not all, have had similar experiences learning the game. I am an avid player yet, when I go to a golf retail store or pro shop, I am mostly ignored and if I do get some attention, it’s to shuffle me to the pink golf clubs..not that I don’t like pink, but I’m not taken seriously. Golf is a difficult game for every one, especially a beginner who simply wants to learn the basics without feeling self conscious.
Thanks for a great article although it does leave a pit of sadness in my stomach that so many woman missout on the joys of golf. I have been lucky to have enough support from male and female players to continue. I would love for more young (and older) women to take up golf, I’m always keen for new golfing buddies. Unfortunately it’s not just getting through the first few lessons it’s finding a supportive club and/or group of women golfers. Sometimes women can be just as obstructive in turning other females off the game.
Similar experience at the Nick Flick School. I started the process of learning the game in my early 30s. Children, job, and move halted the process. A few years later I decided that it was time to try again. My husband was attending a meeting in FL and suggested that I participate in the Nick Flick school while we were there. I called to be sure that it was appropriate for my level of golf.
We all met at the range. And we were told that we were lucky enough to have Mr. Flick himself there to instruct. As we warmed up, I was at the end, with the highest handicap of 30. He made his way down the line of golfers. When he came to me he announced that “Honey, we take horses out back and shoot them with less problems than you have.” Looking back, I should have packed up my clubs and demanded my money back.
Luckily I have met some wonderful teaching professionals since then, and love the game. It’s been 30 years and it still rings in my ears today.
Oh my, I could write a book – from the young male pro that ignored us older females and spent time with the young good looking females to PGA Superstore in Myrtle Beach that ignored me to a point that I went home and bought my Garmin Approach S60 online (and not from them). Sad – they are missing a major market.
I have little empathy with her as it sounds she never read a golf book or asked for more information before she showed up for the lesson. She comes across as a dumb blonde and she didn’t give herself a chance.
How utterly sad. Obviously this gentleman was not a golf Professional at all. Try being a female golfer who is also an amputee. I have run through 4 “golf professionals” myself who made a point of letting me know that being an amputee would make it difficult to progress in the game. Something has got to change.
I hear that constantly. Particularly from spouse’s of my individuals. It makes me insane!!